September 26, 2006

Bobcats Forever

Me, Bill Richardson and Greg Wriston, standing in Wriston's front yard in beautiful Lost Creek, W.V., the afternoon of the recent Thursday WVU-Maryland football clash.

Trip summary: The Wings Olé wings are still as amazing as they were 25 years ago (has it REALLY been 25 years ago?!), even without beer to wash them down. Mountaineer Field is still among the loudest in the land, especially when the 'Eers jump out to a 28-zip first-quarter lead. The two-plus hours it takes to vacate Morgantown after a game seem a LOT longer when that happens as the clock strikes 2 a.m. Trips down Memory Lane are all the more sweet when spent with true friends.

I often wonder how different my life would have been had frat brothers Bill and Greg not already graduated by the time I became a West Virginia Wesleyan Bobcat … especially Richardson. We have enough stories as it is.

September 25, 2006

Day 56

Got in a light 25-minute run/walk this morning. Run four minutes, beep goes the countdown timer, walk one minute, beeeeeeep, repeat. Pleasant orange glow and a little gentle sweat to help kick-start the otherwise pretty ordinary day.

Today was Day 56 in a row of running for me, dating back to Aug. 1. Hadn't really set out to put together such a streak, which includes having covered the 105 miles of the Skyline Drive in three straight days.

Physical assessment: Legs feel good. Energy is up. Minimal morning stiffness. None of the telltale signs that say, "Hey, Knucklehead, take a rest day!" So maybe I ride this one out a bit longer and see what happens.

My all-time streak record isn't in any legit danger. That would be 2,465 days, or 6.75 years that covered my final three years at West Virginia Wesleyan and the first 3.75 years after. Sometimes, that seems a lifetime ago. That is, until I am actually on the run. :-)